It's just a night's work. The world has changed. Everywhere you can see is decorated with red and green lights. The maid and bodyguard walking in the palace are all looking happy. As soon as they see her and Rong Yunhe coming, they salute happily. "Congratulations to the palace master and his wife."

Murong Ling's face was cold, but the rongyun crane beside him was very happy. His voice was incredibly gentle. "Well, there's a reward for everything."

The atmosphere in Zichen palace is more and more jubilant, and there is a sea of joy everywhere. With the extraordinary five senses, Murong Ling can even hear the faint noise in front of her. You don't have to guess that it should be the place to hold the wedding ceremony.

The monk's marriage is not like the blind marriage of ordinary people. Only the bride or groom looks like when the veil is lifted. Relatively speaking, the monk is more open-minded in the concept of men and women. Most of them are what you like and I want. Of course, the marriage in the big family does not count. At least Murong Ling saw in Tianyun's Enlightenment book that it was not a miracle that the atmosphere of the world of cultivating immortals was open to nuns.

Another difference is that monks don't need to cover their heads or kneel down to worship their parents, but they need to worship heaven and earth and become Taoist partners under the witness of heaven and earth. This kind of ceremony is equivalent to a heart magic oath, which is a solemn promise among monks. Therefore, many Taoist partners rarely hold a ceremony even when they are together, It's just a symbolic walk.

Thinking of this, Murong Ling couldn't help looking at Rong Yunhe. She didn't know what kind of ceremony he was preparing. If she really wanted to conclude a relationship and worship heaven and earth, she would have to evaluate her "value" in Rong Yunhe's mind.

"What's the matter?" Notice her eyes, Rong Yunhe looked at her, black eyes with the concern, "Murong fairy nervous?"

Where does this person come from and feel good about himself? Don't you notice her indifference from beginning to end? Or is she sure she can't escape the palm of his hand?

Thinking of this, she was even more displeased and said coldly, "nothing."

She walked quickly to the front hall where the wedding ceremony was held.

The main hall is full of dignified elders and inner disciples of the Hehuan palace, and the outer square is also full of seats, all of which are outer disciples and servants. Tea, snacks, fruits and vegetables have been put on one by one. The scene looks quite spectacular and festive.

Murong Ling didn't pay attention to these. Her eyes fell on the tea cups of the elders and disciples. The fragrance of the tea came faintly, and she could even smell the familiar "Matcha" smell of ruanjiansan. She couldn't help showing a happy smile.

But she didn't know, she didn't smile, just smile, just because of her appearance and quiet scene, immediately like a frying pan like lively, countless eyes fell on her, eyes in the silk did not hide surprise and shock.

The people who cultivate immortals have excellent eyesight. Even the disciples who sit outside the square can see murongling's appearance clearly. She came out with a beautiful face. Even the most beautiful female disciple in the palace was in the shade.

How can fireflies compete with the sun and the moon? For the first time, they deeply understood the meaning of this sentence.

What is the color of the city? Just look at the future palace master's wife. The appearance of the disciples in the palace of Hehuan is already the appearance of heaven and man. At the moment of her appearance, she becomes vulgar and vulgar. Even the charming little fairy Baimei has lost her luster. It can be seen that the future palace master's wife is gorgeous and gorgeous.

"It's no wonder that the palace master has gone through thousands of flowers, but this time he broke in. He wanted to marry such a gorgeous creature."

There was a lot of discussion among the disciples at the bottom, even among the miscellaneous workers, including those in shangshifang. The day before yesterday, they almost reached the top of the sky, but because of the assassin at the gate of the palace, their carefully prepared meals were overturned, and their future wife could not eat their craft. Their fantasy of flying into the sky could not be realized, and they were forced to wake up from their dreams, They are most unwilling, so they are most concerned about the future palace master's wife.

At this time saw the real person, just like the boiling oil sprinkling water burst. One of them, the servant who had an affair with the maidservant of Licheng, could not help sighing. The lover sitting next to him now looked at Murong Ling with a crazy look, and the look he wanted to replace was the same as the woman present.

Yes, the women of Hehuan palace, who don't want to have the appearance and honor of the future palace master's wife.

I'm afraid that only the palace master can enjoy such beautiful women. He could not help sighing. As a result, no one responded. He had to turn his head to look for the speaker. Somehow, his eyes fell uncontrollably on the man beside him.

The appearance of men in the Hehuan palace is only at the middle and lower levels. They are not brilliant at all. They don't know where they are from. It is estimated that they are deeply excluded. They don't even have a position. He saw that he was poor, so he pulled people over to sit together. It was just that this man was a Muggle, and he didn't like to talk. He seemed so timid that he didn't even dare to drink tea. He was afraid that he had been bullied by his colleagues in the past, so he developed this silent temperament.But... No matter how silent he is, he is also a man. The look at the palace master's wife is hotter than anyone else.

He couldn't help but poke his hand at other people, and asked in an obscene way, "how are you, lady of the palace master? If you want me to say, our martial uncles in the palace are not as good as the lady of the palace leader. Just don't think about it. Only our palace master is worthy of such a beauty. "

However, before he spoke, he was coldly looked at by the other party. It was clear that he was just an ordinary face, but his dark eyes were extremely cold and indifferent, which made him look dignified and cold. Such a powerful momentum was even more terrible than those elders in the palace.

The chill ran from the bottom of his feet to his head, and he shuddered all over. However, in a short moment, the people around him returned to normal. His appearance was as usual, and even his dark eyes were just deeper than ordinary people.

Is he wrong?

The goose bumps on his body had not yet faded, and none of them reminded him of the fact that he had just moved his soul. The moment he had just looked at him was clearly not an illusion.

Thinking of this, he had doubts about the identity of the people around him. However, Mingzhe's instinct of self preservation made him silent, and he looked for an opportunity to change his position with others and hid far away.

He's just a nobody. He doesn't know anything.